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If the BBC news did start in a rave way like Bill Bailey mentions then I might watch it more often although their theme tune does mix in well to the apocalyptic rave
 
 
If you want to know what the original BBC news theme tune sounds like its here:
 


Published On: 4/15/2007
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My Journal: Bailey addict!
By: cazza21


Well here's a bit of a run down of my 2 weeks of holidays.... in no particular order.
 
*Getting my CASI level 1 snowboard instructors cert... and my instructor reminding me about my constant movement by using a 'stripper pole' attached to my board. This was after 3 other analogies didn't work.. should I be worried that the stripper one did?
 
* Going for one last drink with Mikey before he headed out to BC, with Craiggers and my sister.. and Mikey telling her about the sb.com calendar!!!!!!!! Then us all getting drunk, having to stay at Mikeys, and her finding a copy on the coffee table... her reaction, 'why am I not surprised to see you sleeping with your board'
 
*Going to the bar, and the bouncer taking a long hard look at my ID, only to say "you're really not that old are you?" Yeah actually I am, thanks!
 
*My Dad and I going through 3 bottles of Bailey's Irish Cream... yet we only had it for Breakfast.  Start your day drunk seemed to be the motto of the past 2 weeks!
 
*My sister's best friends little brother giving me a hug at the end of a night on the town and saying 'you're cuddly, wanna come home with me?'. And my sister and her friend thinking it's a good idea. Um, no thanks, no one under 20 please!
 
*Drinking and entire 40 of vodka on new years eve... and celebrating new years for 4 times zones... yet waking up without a hangover, so drank all day again! Red wine this time.. it was my gram's 80th birthday and she wanted us all drunk. :)
 
*My sisters and I trying to figure out what to do for new years, only to realize that all off our friends were out of town. April managed to convince some of her Toronto friends to come up, but a pretty mellow night! Well, besides the drinking games, and carmen electra striptease vids!!
 
*No snow meant we had to cancel our beer-boganing for the first time in years!!
 
Hope you all enjoyed your holidays!!! :)
 


Published On: 1/6/2007
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i am going to list all the people i know from Hayden because i want to know how many i know
Jake M( my boyfriend) 10th grade
zed 11th grade
Aaron 11th grade
Madi 11th grade
josh 11th grade
Cali 9th
Maddi 9th
bra 10th
chase 10th
holly 10th
Mel 10th
Alex 9th
Emily 8th
Jeff 9th
Jeff with yellow truck .... i think 12 grade not sure
Chris 11th
bailey 10th
billy 10th
nick 10th
Zack 10th
Ashley 9th
Jake walker 9th
Nathan 10th
Tyler p 11th
Mitchel 10th
Sam 11th
chuck11th
Murphy 9th
Alysia 10th
bj 10th
Danielle grad
Rachel grad
Jarrah( or however u spell it) 9th
Clayton i think he is a grad
Houston i think 11th
ethen 9th or 10th
sam 10th
mitch(the new kid in hayden) 11th
and i think i know more but it is to early to think but if i forgot some one my bad


Published On: 7/6/2006
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My Journal: OMG! SO GOOD!
By: Chandizle


WOW!

so sore
so tired

need more sleep
sooo hungover
so not hungover

 

so much work to do

 

but this is the run down of this weekend

At Base 7 at 9:30am
drinking coffee and baileys
in the airporter by 11:30
airporter broke down
at Horseshoe bay by 2pm
on the yatch
went to Gambrier island
parked
set up camp on random beach
drunk on red bull and vodka
more drinking
fire
glowsticks
rave
mushrooms
sleep on cold
up for sunrise
sleep on the beach
french toast for breakie
8 hour hike in skate shoes
blisters on feet
changed
more food
more fire
more beer
sunset cruise on the boat
learn to play Yuker
back to the beach
big fire
batman
prizes
bed time
up again
clean up camp
on the yatch
out to snow cove
more sleep
back on the airporter
saw more of luke's penis then I ever neded to in one lifetime
got to Whistler at 9pm
hung out at andrews until 10pm
got home showered and went to bed


I'll make a gallerie later
it was beautiful



Published On: 5/10/2006
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My Blog: puppy
By: krim


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saturday i got a new puppy, her names bailey
and she is a beagle, annd we are best friends


Published On: 5/1/2006
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PUSSYCAT1407: wtf
PUSSYCAT1407: u r an ass lol\
jgardiner_1: now what?
PUSSYCAT1407: why did u leave
jgardiner_1: to make my life complete
jgardiner_1: plus i had to doodie
PUSSYCAT1407: ewww didnt need to know that
jgardiner_1: well now you do know
jgardiner_1: everyone poops, don't be ashamed
PUSSYCAT1407: i know
jgardiner_1: then you shouldn't be that disgusted by it
PUSSYCAT1407: nvm
jgardiner_1: do you like pie?
jgardiner_1: don't be scared, its not a trick question
PUSSYCAT1407: umm ya
jgardiner_1: whats your favorite kind of pie?
PUSSYCAT1407: ummm cherry?
PUSSYCAT1407: i guess
jgardiner_1: you don't sound too sure about that
jgardiner_1: are you sure its not strawberry?  or lemon marangue?
PUSSYCAT1407: well ya but its kind of a wierd (q)
PUSSYCAT1407: its cherry
jgardiner_1: is that your final answer?
PUSSYCAT1407: yesa why?
PUSSYCAT1407: yes*
jgardiner_1: just making sure
jgardiner_1: do you ever wonder what makes the sky blue?
PUSSYCAT1407: ok
PUSSYCAT1407: umm no but i bet u do huh
jgardiner_1: no, but i really wanted to know
jgardiner_1: why don't you know....don't they teach that in school these days?
PUSSYCAT1407: idk
PUSSYCAT1407: i dont pay attention
PUSSYCAT1407: jk
jgardiner_1: so anyways....these 3 jews walk into a bar....micheal jackson
jgardiner_1: get it?
PUSSYCAT1407: duh hahahaha
jgardiner_1: you so didn't get it.....don't even pretend
jgardiner_1: have you ever laughed so hard rice shot out of your nose?
PUSSYCAT1407: no
PUSSYCAT1407: and no i dont get it
jgardiner_1: what do you think life would be like without 9 irons?
jgardiner_1: no comment?
PUSSYCAT1407: idk is ur name joe?
jgardiner_1: it could be...why?
PUSSYCAT1407: do u have a gf named bailey?
PUSSYCAT1407: u bitch
PUSSYCAT1407: she just cussed me out cause of u
jgardiner_1: did she really?
jgardiner_1: nah, she's my stalker
PUSSYCAT1407: can u tell her that plz
jgardiner_1: i've tried....you know stalkers
jgardiner_1: they just don't quit and can be bi-polar sometimes
PUSSYCAT1407: hahha she said to go to work and stop being a shumper!!!
jgardiner_1: how do you know about shumping?  who told you?
PUSSYCAT1407: she did
PUSSYCAT1407: what is it?
jgardiner_1: i can't tell you
jgardiner_1: its top secret KAK terms
PUSSYCAT1407: plz tell me
jgardiner_1:you gotta achieve elite whore status before i can tell you
*PUSSYCAT disconnects*

Published On: 4/17/2006
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My Blog: Zephyr
By: Bailey13


Can I get your hand to write on
Just a piece of lead to bite on
What am I to fly my kite on
Do you want to flash your light on
Take a look it’s on display - for you
Coming down no not today

Did you meet your fortune teller
Get it off with no propellor
Do it up it’s always stellar
What a way to finally smell her
Pick it up it’s not to strong - for you
Take a piece and pass it on

Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more then ever
And in this perfect weather
We’ll find a place together
Fly on my wing

Riddlin on liberator
Find a way to be a skater
Rev it up to levitator
Super mainly aviator
Take a look it’s on display - for you
Coming down no not today

Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more then ever
And in this perfect weather
We’ll find a place together
In the water where the scent of my emotion
All the world will pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We’ll find a place together

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa - do you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa - won’t you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more then ever
And in this perfect weather
We’ll find a place together

In the water where the scent of my emotion
All the world will pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We’re gonna live forever
Forever



Published On: 4/11/2006
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My Journal: Jib net
By: Boulamania


So yesteray Went  to the highschool and we jibbed the back of the soccer net. It goes up you go up then you come back down. Wild eh. Sprained my finger on it though. Bummer. Mickey was there and his buddies Bailey and kevin and billie our dog and good times were had

Published On: 3/26/2006
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*IAN A.K.A. KIKO's ~SNOWBALLs & ~COCKTAILs BAR MENU*

"SPECIAL DRINK MENU FOR MAMMOTH NIGHTS"

WORLD FAMOUS KIKO's SIGNATURE

"POPSICLE's" HOLLA!!!

(Captain Morgan's Parrot Bay Rum CoConut/pineapple/mango mixed

w/ fresh juices(not from concentrated) and a dash of hawaiian punch

for color)

SHAKA!!!HAWAIIAN STYLE ICE SHAVE CONES(non-alcoholic/virgin)

(

Peña Colada,pinapple,stawberry,orange caramelized syrups)

"LEMON DROPS"

woot woot drop its like it HOT!!!!

(Barardi 151 and flamin caramelized fresh slice lemon)

JAGEE BOMBS w/ BIG J (jagermeister)

(RED BULL SO CALLED "RED JAGGER")

NEW ADDITION

"INCREDIBLE HULK"

(Hennessy and Hypnotiq H&H is the NEW M&M's sorry kidz)

SAKE

"ATOMIC BOMB's" KAMPAY!!!

(WARM SAKE AND ASAHI OR LOCAL BEERS)

"BUTTERY NIPPLE's SHOT"

(Baileys and vodka topped with whipped cream)

TAP THAT BOTTOM 40% TO 151% ALCOHOL

PATRON, DON JULIO,GREY GOOZE ,ABSOLUT VODKA, SKKY VODKA,STOLI, SMIRNOFF,

JAGERMEISTER,BACARDI,JOSE "QUEERVO", REMY MARTIN NOT SPANISH SENSATION

"RICKY MARTIN" HOT!!! AND A LOT MORE STASH SOMEWHERE OVA THE RAINBOW

LOCAL BEERS FROM CORONA,HEINIKEIN,MILLER,BUDD,AND MY HOME BOY DON BEER OF

CHOICE MICKIES,

DISCLOSURES:

WHEN IT COMES TO COCKTAILS, USE ONLY THE BEST INGREDIENTS: TOP-SHELF LIQUORS ONLY,FRESH JUICES (NOT FROM CONCENTRATED), AND NEVER SKIP THE GARNISH- THAT OLIVE OR THAT TWIST OF LEMON IS CRUCIAL FOR FLAVOR AND FRAGRANCE, NOT TO MENTION STYLE.

HOLLA SNOWBOADERS!!! TIPS IS A MUST!!!



Published On: 2/10/2006
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Hey Hey;
Wow haven't been on here for quite awhile now !! It's been pretty long... What's been going on?? Nothing at ALL!! Literally tonight has been the most boring Friday ever lol;
Oh well tomorrow's Saturday and I get to go to the hill with Jay<3 Ray, Bailey and Steve I think is comming to so that shoudls be lots of fun!! Hopefully they'll open some more hills though so I don't kill myself : )
hha... well the last little bit has been pretty interesting since we got back to school.. But I guess in the end it's all been pretty fun and the last couple of weekends have been so awesome : )
But yeah Got to go find something to do Rail Jam Tomorrow <3
Buh Bye;
Shelby-Welby<3 haa
www.tragedyox.piczo.com --> Updated It Today : )


Published On: 1/20/2006
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I just got back from riding Fernie and Kimberley. blah blah blah. We ate the new curry bowl restaurant in Fern Gully and it was wonderful, no sketchy chinese 88 restaurant like last time that gave us all food poisoning. Gibson and I found a new appreciation for baileys. Highway 22 is a mess right now, covered in ice and like a skating rink just north of the exit off of the number three. We almost peed our pants and got blown away. And oh... the snow was kinda good. kinda sort of amazing...

kimberley. it was like i was in lord of the rings or something.

the drive home on hwy 22. pure ice and wind gusts that blew two semis off the road, and almost blew me off the road while shooting this photo.

Kimberley, in town. United church, neat. Some old woman was staring at me from her front porch, somewhat creepy.



Published On: 1/10/2006
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Well, i'm back home in Peterborough, staring at the pile of bags on my floor to unpack, and wondering why I thought it was a good idea to come back....

I really liked it on the West coast... the snowboarding was great, the people were fabulous, and it was so relaxing!  I learnt not to trust Tom  on lifts, or when trying to figure out how much creme de menth to add to the baileys.  I learnt how to wax my board (thanks Kyle).  I learnt that Jules is a fabulous hostess and can make some amaizing fajitas and one hell of a kick ass breakfast!  I also learnt that Denise has great fashion sense! tehehe

And now here I am looking outside at all the ice... and wondering what happened to all the snow that was here before I left.  Looks like it's time to start planning another trip!


Published On: 1/5/2006
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My Blog: today...
By: sblsnowbrd123


well today... I got up at like frkn 10;; and that's because like i frkn fell asleep at like 4am partying..and damn it i'm so frkn tired and mad...my b/f hasn't even called me and now i'm gonna have a bitch fit!! Sooo ya i woke up at 10 then i got ready for freakin ONLY 4hours..omg NOT enought time..soo not cool. then my daddy took me out to lunch, but of course i was in a f*ckin pissy mood and like he was trying to cheer me up and gave me another credit card w/ only $15,000 and i was umm dad...only$15,000 omg i need this is shi*t..i need AT LEAST $50,000 MINUMUM!! and so of course i got my way and my dad gave m me $51,000....another thousand on but hey the more the better and then i went to the mall but i was still pissed and like i went w/ my bestest shopper that holds all my bags from me..ohh ya u guessed it..Bailey..yaaa she only had to carry 32 bags this time..so i gave her a break. Then of course i met up with my rich snobby best friend Kelly. She offered me $25,000 like i was frkn poor or something, but i of course refused to take it and then Bailey did. But of course i took it out of her little hands...lmao...haha she just gave it to me basically. and then i ditched kelly after saying i would be right back to use the ladies room. And then o m g i met T H E H O T T E S T G U Y... His name was Justin Kernelle..omg he was sooo hott..anyways he hanged w/ me the whole day...whooah isn't he a sweetie?!? ya well since MY BOYFRIEND didn't come ....or call me.so sorry Treyyyyy honeyyyy i'm leaving you sooo out of my life now..and cccuzz there are SOO MANY better guys out there...but anyways u can make it up to me by giving me that cute Cartier bag I saw out there in the window we saw a couple of days ago, flowers, take me out to eat, call me, give me lots of love, give me some jewelry, and baby best of all..give me a surprise when i am ready and in bed...THAT IS THEEEE ONLY WAY U CAN MAKE UP WITH ME. otherwise go find your little rich bitchy girlfriends...ohh ya i'm in a f*cking crabby shi*tty mood..so i won't go on..i bought stuff..lots of stuff..and i am soooo mad...end of story..later.. I love uuuu Justin [[and that will ONLY change if Trey makes up to me then it'll be i love you trey..not literally now]] LATER BITCHEZZ HOLLA AT YOUR KRIST*<33



Published On: 12/27/2005
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Hey guys;
What's going on? nothing really here being bored talking to Bailey was talking to some other people but you know they all had to go.
Went shopping today with that loser hha and we bought so much stuff! It was soo busy though becasue it's boxing day.
But yeah Ty was suspose to be home today ... which he's not. He'll be home tomorrow I guess now which means I probably won't be talking to him at all becasue I'm going to Martock with Bailey and Josh.. first day on the hill which should be just GREAT! I'll probably kill myself hha.
Should be a fun week this week hopefully. but I better get going so maybe I'll write in this thing later ??
ShelbyBurton<3
www.xanga.com/tragedyox        www.piczo.com/t-s-x-o


Published On: 12/27/2005
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My Journal: 23/5/2005
By: Slizzajuancho


Summary: Chapter 1

Prior to this incident, when Maya is three years old and her brother, Bailey, is four, their parents divorce. Their parents send the children by train with a porter from California to Stamps, Arkansas, to live with their paternal grandmother, Annie Henderson, and her disabled adult son, Willie. The porter abandons the children the next day in Arizona, and the two young children make the rest of the trip to Stamps with pieces of paper tacked on their bodies listing their final destination. Mrs. Henderson, whom the children soon begin to call Momma, owns and runs the only store in the black section of Stamps. The Store is the center of the community, and Momma is one of the community’s most respected residents.
During the cotton-harvesting season, Momma awakes at four in the morning to sell lunches to the crowd of black cotton laborers before they begin the day’s grueling work. In the morning, the laborers appear full of hope and energy, but by the end of the day, they barely have enough energy to drag themselves home. They always earn less than they thought they would, and they often voice suspicions about illegally weighted scales. The stereotype of happy, singing cotton pickers enrages Maya. The laborers never earn enough to pay their debts, much less enough to save a penny.
Summary: Chapter 2
Willie, who was crippled in a childhood accident, acts as the children’s disciplinarian. Willie becomes the butt of jokes in the community, in part due to his handicap, but also because he lives a relatively stable life while most able-bodied black men can barely support themselves. Maya returns home from school one day to see him, for the first time, hiding his handicap from two strangers who have stopped briefly at the Store. Maya understands and sympathizes with the tiring pity and contempt Willie must feel, and the incident makes her feel closer to him. During this time, Maya falls in love with reading, especially William Shakespeare, though she feels a bit guilty because Shakespeare was a white man.
Summary: Chapter 3
One afternoon, Mr. Steward, the white former sheriff, comes to warn Momma that the whites are on the warpath because they say a black man has “messed with” a white woman. Momma hides Willie in the potato and onion bins in case the mob comes to the store looking for a scapegoat to lynch. Luckily it does not, but Maya clearly notes Willie’s moans coming from the bins.
Summary: Chapter 4
As a child, Maya constantly hears from others that she is ugly. She has kinky hair and dark skin, and she is large for her age. Bailey, on the other hand, is a small, graceful and attractive child. Whenever somebody remarks on Maya’s ugly appearance, Bailey makes sure to avenge his sister by insulting the offending party. Maya considers Bailey the most important person in her world.
Summary: Chapter 5
Momma insists that the children observe rules and respect their elders. The only children who do not respect Momma are poor white children. It pains Maya to hear them disrespect Momma and Willy by addressing them by their first names. One day, when Maya is ten, three poor white children approach the Store. Momma sends Maya inside. The children mock Momma by mimicking her stance and gestures and Maya cries with impotent rage. Meanwhile, Momma says nothing and simply hums gospel hymns. One of the older white girls does a handstand, and her dress falls over her head revealing that she wears no underwear. Maya is furious, but when Momma enters the Store, Maya realizes that Momma has somehow fought and won a battle
Summary: Chapter 6
Reverend Howard Thomas, the presiding church elder in the district, visits Stamps every three months. He stays with Momma on Saturday and delivers a sermon in church on Sunday. Maya and Bailey hate him because he always eats the best parts of Sunday dinner.
Summary: Chapter 7

Momma does not believe it is safe for black people to speak to whites and certainly not with insolence. She does not speak too harshly of whites even in their absence unless she generically refers to whites as “they.” Maya says that Momma would have called herself a realist rather than a coward. Once, a black man accused of assaulting a white woman took refuge in Momma’s Store. He eventually left, only to be apprehended later. In court, he testified that he had stayed with Mrs. Henderson. The judge subpoenaed Mrs. Henderson only to realize to his surprise that the accused had referred to a black woman as “Mrs.” This unusual title, usually reserved for whites, indicates Momma’s high status in her community.


Published On: 5/23/2005
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My Journal: 24/5/2005
By: Slizzajuancho


Summary: Chapter 8 BRBR
A light shade had been pulled down between the Black community and all things white, but one could see through it enough to develop a fear-admiration-contempt . . . BRBR
(See Important Quotations Explained)BRBR
One Christmas, Maya and Bailey’s parents send them gifts. The children go outside and cry, wondering what they did wrong to be sent away in the first place. Having convinced themselves that their mother was dead, they find it hard to imagine that she could “laugh and eat oranges in the sunshine without her children.” Momma admonishes them for being ungrateful. Later, Maya and Bailey destroy the blond, blue-eyed China doll their mother sent.BRBR
Summary: Chapter 9 BRBR
Big Bailey, the children’s father, comes to visit Stamps a year later unexpectedly. He owns a car, and he speaks like a white man. His height and his handsome features astound Maya. He stays in Stamps for three weeks before surprising the children with the news that he will drive them to St. Louis to see their mother. Momma seems sad, but she simply tells the children to behave well. Maya cannot believe that Big Bailey is her father and she regards him as a complete stranger. Her brother, Bailey, jokes and laughs easily with Big Bailey.BRBR
When the children see their mother for the first time, Vivian’s beauty strikes Maya dumb, and Bailey falls in love with her. Maya surmises that the intensity of Bailey’s feelings stems from the fact that he and his mother resemble each other in physical beauty and personality. When Big Bailey leaves for California a few days later, Maya feels indifferent because she considers him a stranger who has now left her with another stranger.BRBR
Summary: Chapter 10 BRBR
Having landed in St. Louis during the heyday of Prohibition, Bailey and Maya meet all kinds of underground organized crime figures. Vivian’s mother, Grandmother Baxter, entertains these men, and she has influence with the police. Vivian’s brothers have city jobs, positions rarely held by black men, and they have a reputation for meanness, beating up on both whites and blacks. Maya stands in awe of her uncles, whom she describes as mean, though never cruel. They treat the children well and share stories about them as toddlers, even telling Maya how she got her nickname. When Bailey was less than three years old he learned that Maya, whose birth name is Marguerite, was his sister, and he began calling her “Mya sister” and then simply “My,” which later morphed into “Maya.” Uncle Tommy even tells Maya that she should not worry about not being pretty, because she is smart. Bailey and Maya live with their maternal grandparents for six months before moving in with Vivian and her older, fat boyfriend, Mr. Freeman, who feels insecure about his relationship with Vivian. The shift in location does not affect Maya, who never feels like she belongs anywhere. She feels that she and Bailey have been fated to live differently from other children.BRBR
Maya takes a job in Mrs. Viola Cullinan’s home at the age of ten. The cook, Miss Glory, a descendant of the slaves once owned by the Cullinans, informs Maya that Mrs. Cullinan could not have children and Maya feels pity for Mrs. Cullinan. One day, one of Mrs. Cullinan’s friends infuriates Maya when she suggests that Mrs. Cullinan call Maya “Mary” because “Margaret” is too long. Even worse, Maya notes, her name is Marguerite, not Margaret. When Mrs. Cullinan begins calling her Mary, Maya becomes furious. She knows Momma will not allow her to quit, so she decides she must find a way to get fired. She deliberately slacks in her work, but to no avail. Maya then takes Bailey’s advice and breaks some of Mrs. Cullinan’s heirloom china, making it look like an accident. Mrs. Cullinan drops her veneer of genteel racism and insults Maya with a racist slur. Upon hearing Mrs. Cullinan’s sobs and screams, her friends crowd into the kitchen and one of them asks if “Mary” is responsible. Mrs. Cullinan screams, “Her name’s Margaret.”BRBR
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Published On: 5/24/2005
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So its tuesday,my monday... and im telling you. SOooooooooo bord at school. the only fun thing I did all morning(since its only 1pm) is well... my Spirit Tasting class. we got to try some Galiano and then some stuff thats a lot like baileys(omg it was soooo good). and I also found out there is a way to cheat on my project due on thursday, so now I dont have to put in over 10hrs of work into this project :D just a bit of money, and 2 hrs. heh.

Anywho, time to go find something to do for my lunch hour and then I get to learn 5 new drinks to mix. Talk to you all some time soon. And hope your day is better than mine is.

Published On: 10/12/2004
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My Journal: 26/8/2005
By: Veni_Vidi_Vici




"Brain Damage"

[Doctor] Scalpel
[Nurse] Here
[Doctor] Sponge
[Nurse] Here
[Doctor] Wait.. he's convulsing, he's convulsing!
[Nurse] Ah!
[Doctor] We're gonna have to shock him!
[Nurse] Oh my! Oh my God!
[Doctor] We're gonna have to shock him!
[Nurse] Oh my God!

[Eminem]
These are the results of a thousand electric volts
A neck with bolts, "Nurse we're losin him, check the pulse!"
A kid who refused to respect adults
Wore spectacles with taped frames and a freckled nose
A corny lookin white boy, scrawny and always ornery
Cause I was always sick of brawny bullies pickin on me
And I might snap, one day just like that
I decided to strike back and flatten every tire on the bike rack
(Whosssssh) My first day in junior high, this kid said,
"It's you and I, three o'clock sharp this afternoon you die"
I looked at my watch it was one twenty
"I already gave you my lunch money what more do you want from me?!?"
He said, "Don't try to run from me, you'll just make it worse..."
My palms were sweaty, and I started to shake at first
Something told me, "Try to fake a stomach ache it works"
I screamed, "Owww! My appendix feels like they could burst!
Teacher, teacher, quick I need a naked nurse!"
[N] "What's the matter?"
[E] "I don't know, my leg, it hurts!"
[N] "Leg?!? I thought you said it was your tummy?!?"
[E] "Oh, I mean it is, but I also got a bum knee!"
[N] "Mr. Mathers, the fun and games are over.
And just for that stunt, you're gonna get some extra homework."
[E] "But don't you wanna give me after school detention?"
[N] "Nah, that bully wants to beat your ass and I'ma let him."

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Brain damage, ever since the day I was born
Drugs is what they used to say I was on
They say I never knew which way I was goin
But everywhere I go they keep playin my song

[Eminem]
Brain damage..
Way before my baby daughter Hailey
I was harassed daily by this fat kid named D'Angelo Bailey
An eighth grader who acted obnoxious, cause his father boxes
so everyday he'd shove me in the lockers
One day he came in the bathroom while I was pissin
And had me in the position to beat me into submission
He banged my head against the urinal til he broke my nose,
Soaked my clothes in blood, grabbed me and choked my throat
I tried to plead and tell him, "We shouldn't beef"
But he just wouldn't leave, he kept chokin me and I couldn't breathe
He looked at me and said, "You gonna die honkey!"
The principal walked in (What's going on in here?)
and started helpin him stomp me
I made them think they beat me to death
Holdin my breath for like five minutes before they finally left
Then I got up and ran to the janitor's storage booth
Kicked the door hinge loose and ripped out the four inch screws
Grabbed some sharp objects, brooms, and foreign tools
"This is for every time you took my orange juice,
or stole my seat in the lunchroom and drank my chocolate milk.
Every time you tipped my tray and it dropped and spilt.
I'm gettin you back bully! Now once and for good."
I cocked the broomstick back and swung hard as I could
and beat him over the head with it til I broke the wood
Knocked him down, stood on his chest with one foot..
.. Made it home, later that same day
Started reading a comic, and suddenly everything became gray
I couldn't even see what I was tryin to read
I went deaf, and my left ear started to bleed
My mother started screamin, "What are you on, drugs?!?
Look at you, you're gettin blood all over my rug!" (Sorry!)
She beat me over the head with the remote control
opened a hole, and my whole brain fell out of my skull
I picked it up and screamed, "Look bitch, what have you done?!?"
[M] "Oh my God, I'm sorry son"
[E] "Shut up you c*nt!" I said, "f*ck it!"
Took it and stuck it back up in my head
then I sewed it shut and put a couple of screws in my neck

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Brain damage..
It's brain damage..
I got brain damage..
It's brain damage..
It's probably brain damage..
It's brain damage..
Brain damage..
I got brain damage..


Published On: 8/26/2005
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This weekend was a gong show.
Natalie and I deciede to try and drive my truck over the Hurly one last time before the winter. The Hurly is past Pemberton, connecting us with a tiny BC town, Bralorne(noY). We like to go there in the winter(well summer too!), sled access only. So there is 2 feet of snow(not the worst we've ever seen), but late and pouring rain, and the ONLY people on the road.The road had only been blazed maybe 3 times before all with full sized trucks, while I have a great little 4x4(83 toyota pick up, 32 inch tire, roll bar, 3 inch lift)it's still not as wide as a full sized, so I was NOT staying in the track. We got stuck 3 times,WITH 4oo pounds of rock in the back of my truck, 4 Low and NOT leaving 1st gear, I lost baggie(I could have CRIED, not only was there the possibility that we were sleeping on the friggin road, but...ya bummer dude.) So anyway...
I groomed half the road with my rake and NAtalie cut twigs to lay down a track. I though I was gonna blow my engine trying to get out! Nothing beats the determination and skill of a couplea BC girlsstuck on a deactivated logging road somewhere in the middle of BC(nowhere really, but somewhere special) phones don't work out there and NO towing company would come get us either! If I put my truck in the ditch it would have stayed there till spring! I couldn't imagine anyone wlse that would have stayed so calm, and it was sketchy!!! We are a good team! So we made it(11pm, not too bad), drank(downed, cugged, whatever) a quick half a bottle of vodka and passed out.
We woke up to baileys and coffee all day, we walked around and visited the locs, went to the bar to see Rosie, and chopped wood, then we really got into the booze and didn't feel very good Sunday.(AT ALL)We couldn't go BACK over the road, so we had to go out the backway and that takes 3.5 hours just to Pembeton, I was still recovering today. I will feel like a champ tomorrow!!!
If this is an indication of what my winter is gonna be like...all I gotta say is
BRING IT ON!!!

Published On: 11/8/2004
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